Tuesday, 4 March 2014
Riding High to School
Today we came to school with our Dad and he carried me way up high on his shoulders. By Mata
Then he carried me up high. When we got to the classroom I had to duck my head down because I couldn't fit in. I was like a giant. By Marie
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